i was so frustrated with so much moving, and not being able to settle down, get organized, have some sort of curriculum -- even if it was just in my mind -- or plan for her. but, after proclaiming to a few people my decision to just "give-up" on scholastics with dava, i decided to try it anyway. in less than one month's time she's already writing numbers on her own, graduating to early bird readers book 2. and teaching herself things like 3 plus 2 is 5. which is surprisingly odd, cuz she still hasn't mastered 2 plus 2 is 4. or maybe she's just not telling me. kids these days.
swimming has turned her so dark. i don't mind though. foolish little girl. 
she already thinks she knows enough to make short-cuts, write the way she wants, and write it fast and messy. but, unfortunately for her, she got herself a strict teacher/mother.
dava dora. it's not school. and no i didn't cut her hair so she can look like dora. i've never even seen a single episode of dora the explorer, and neither has she. but, whatever. they call her dora anyway.
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